Ceo's apology rebuilding love after divorce Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Jane, I want you to be happy, I'm happy to see you with Celeb, he's richer than I am and can satisfy you better maybe that's why you chose to leave me and be with him. Even though I'm sad, even though I waited so long and didn't wait for your apology, I've decided to forgive you .”

With a strength that seemed impossible for his frail frame, he moved his hand to cup her cheek, caressing it weakly with his fingers. Tears streamed harder down Bellatrix's face as felt his fatherly touch once more. Oh, how she had missed it all these years. Then, in a voice so cracked it barely held form, Joe rasped “...Be…lla…” Then he weakly smiled. That single action, weak but full of love, shattered her completely. She clutched his hand, her sobs quiet now, reverent—as if afraid too much sound might steal the moment away. “I'm sorry Daddy,” She apologized. “I should have come back sooner. I should never have even left in the first place. I never should have fallen in love with Cillian.”

Caroline stuttered in disbelief. "I'm serious. You can see the divorce letter at home. I can't stand all of his evil behavior all this time. Please forgive me for not being able to help you when you fell in my office at that time. I also apologize for ruining your career because of the dismissal by the elite council in your office. I'm really sorry for all the mess I've been making so far."

and I got a curtsy before the elevator opened its doors and he slid in. . . . "And he fired you?!" exclaimed Danna indignantly, standing up, alerting half the cafeteria. I tugged on the sleeve of her sweater to pull her once again to the seat and she looked at me apologetically. "Yes, he did that. And please don't talk so loud." "I'm sorry," she apologized. "But it's just that it's amazing what cavemen men are. And plus that fat old man, what else did you do?"

“But I thought it was about time we talk about it. So when Elon gets better, and we divorce… everything will be—” “You thought you’ll be able to start with a clean slate if you apologize now?” I asked, breathless. “Eleanor..” He heaved a deep breath. “We’re eventually going to go our separate ways, and it would be better if we could move forward without this issue holding us back.” I wanted to scoffed. Goddamn, if the pain inside me wasn’t stronger than hatred, disappointment, rage and everything else— I definitely would have mop the fact that I wouldn’t move on just because he apologized to me on his face.

He tilted his face up, revealing a scar that ran from his forehead to his brow. "Remember this scar? You got it the third time we divorced. You smashed a vase… but I never blamed you…" "That's because you deserved it," I finally said. "That day, I opened the door and saw Larissa wearing my wedding dress in our bedroom." I broke free from his grasp and, before leaving, glanced back at him one last time. "Love isn't an apology after you hurt someone. I'm not a toy you use and put away. You never understood what love is. Experiencing real love has shown me that what we had wasn’t it."

Bev was smart enough not to follow him, although when he got downstairs she was very contrite and apologized. "I'm sorry, but you don't know how hard this is on me. One business decision shouldn't destroy a good marriage like this. Please, I'm sorry I had to fire you, but it was in the best interests of the company. Like I've told you many times before, it was just business. It doesn't mean I love you any less."

She didn't take it away this time, she was too confused to do anything. She couldn't believe that the CEO of Smiths corporations could kneel and apologize to her. "My world was a mess when I left. I called the cellphone I had given Arturo to give to you but the number was switched off. I messed up big time but what I'm sure of is my love for you. I'm so in love with you that I can't think straight. I hope it's not too late for you to love me the way you used to. I'm going to make it up to you in any way I can. But can you ever forgive me? I know I have no right to ask that but please save me from my misery. You would kill me if you chose to get married to my brother. I don't ever want to los

Now, he felt adrift and without a home. "Iris, after our divorce, I couldn't eat or sleep well. I don't even feel like myself anymore." He stared into her eyes. "I've missed you so much. Your absence in my life tore at me, tormenting me. I can't deny that I still love you. As long as you come back to me, I'll forget anything ever happened. I don't care how many men you've been with during our time apart or the harsh words you've spoken to me. If you return, I'll call off the marriage with Fiora immediately. We can remarry, and I promise I'll never hurt you again. If you want to work, you can work in my law firm. You won't have to start from scratch; I'll make you a full-fledged lawyer right

“Will you marry me again? Or at least move back in with me? I’ll do whatever you want, just please... give us another chance.” My heart raced at his words, a dizzying combination of longing and fear coursing through my veins. I wanted nothing more than to fall into his arms and forget everything that had happened, to pretend that the last few months were nothing more than a terrible nightmare. But caution, as always, held me back. “Noah, I... I can’t just jump back in like nothing happened,” I murmured. “Regardless of the apologies and explanations, we did get divorced for multiple reasons. You said and did some horrible things while we were married.”